At the luxurious wedding, the couple exchanged not diamond rings but a pair of small cow plush pendants on key chains whose metal paint had faded a little.
This pair of pendants was the store opening souvenir that the shop owner gave them when they bought fried yogurt.
"Mr. Huo Yuanlu, are you willing to buy me all kinds of delicious food and take me to all kinds of places for the rest of my life, whether I'm rich or poor?"
"I do... Miss Song Xuening, are you willing to stay by my side for the rest of my life, whether in health or sickness, and let me buy you all kinds of delicious food and take you to all kinds of places?"
"I do!"
The two stood at the place where Yan Qing and Huo Beiting had held their wedding before, facing the live broadcast of the TV station, and exchanged vows in front of netizens and audiences across the country.
Their wedding attracted far more attention than the wedding of the century, simply because Song Xue Ning's identity was closer to everyone's cognition, and compared to Yan Qing, he could better evoke everyone's yearning for the Cinderella fairy tale.
"Honey, they are so romantic..."
At the same time, Yan Qing, who was due to give birth, stood in the audience wearing loose maternity clothes, crying and applauding.
Looking at the two people on the stage, he never thought that his baby-faced mature assistant would be with his brother-in-law.
Huo Beiting blinked his eyes. Although he understood his wife's feelings, he was still worried about the fact that he was pregnant and within the due date, so he was very anxious.
"Yes, yes, I am touched, but don't cry... It's not you who is getting married..."
When Huo Beiting said this, Yan Qing also felt that he was right. The health of the child is more important!
Thinking of this, she wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
The wedding host on the stage was still talking incessantly about the love story of Huo Yuanlu and Song Xue Ning. The reporters and invited guests in the audience were listening attentively, with envious expressions on their faces without exception.
Everyone was infected by the happy atmosphere of this luxurious wedding.
Song Xue Ning on the stage looked at the guests below, and her eyes also swept over Yan Qing who was protecting her belly with her hands, and Huo Beiting who was protecting his wife behind her.
Her heart was filled with beautiful memories of the past times she had spent with these people. Frames of the pictures kept flashing through her mind like a kaleidoscope.
Most of the scenes in the picture are of Song Xue Ning and Huo Yuanlu either laughing heartily or looking angry and cold.
And today, I married him wearing a wedding dress and the antique crown that Yan Qing used when she got married. I married him and became his most beautiful bride!
Song Xuening looked up at him, and without saying anything, she reached out and snatched the microphone from the host, interrupting his incessant chatter.
"We've already agreed that after we get married, I won't cook or wash dishes, and there won't be any servants in the house... You and I will do half of all the housework. After we get married, we'll have two children. The boy will take your surname, and the girl will take mine. If you don't agree, I'll run away right now!"
Song Xuening told the reporters present about their pre-marital agreement one by one like pouring beans from a bamboo tube. In an instant, it was broadcast live to countless viewers across the country through the cameras in their hands.
Everyone in the audience was shocked. They originally thought that Huo Yuanlu would be very angry.
Song Xue Ning actually dared not to give him face at such a luxurious wedding!
Who would have known that Huo Yuanlu, the brother of a wife-doting maniac, also inherited the Huo family's wife-doting gene!
He looked at Song Xuening with a doting look as he finished speaking. Then, he knelt on one knee, half-knelt in front of her, looked up and said to her: "These are what I promised you. I also promise you that if you marry me, I will spoil you for the rest of your life and let you be a princess for the rest of your life..."
Song Xuening's eyes were filled with tears, but before she could cry, she heard an "ouch" from the audience.
When everyone heard this, they looked over and saw Yan Qing holding her stomach, with beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down her forehead.
It looks like it's the due date and the baby is about to be born.
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